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"
Is
there
a
ladies
"
room
,
Mommy
?
I
'm
going
to
throw
up
.
"
"
Oh
,
God
,
"
Rachel
said
despairingly
and
took
her
by
the
hand
.
There
was
a
ladies
"
room
across
the
lobby
,
and
she
led
Ellie
toward
it
quickly
.
"
Rachel
,
shall
I
come
?
"
Dory
called
.
"
No
,
get
the
luggage
,
you
know
what
it
looks
like
.
We
're
okay
.
"
Mercifully
the
ladies
"
room
was
deserted
.
Rachel
led
Ellie
to
one
of
the
stalls
,
fumbling
in
her
purse
for
a
dime
,
and
then
she
saw
--
thank
God
--
that
the
locks
on
three
of
them
were
broken
.
Over
one
broken
lock
,
someone
had
written
in
grease
pencil
:
SIR
JOHN
CRAPPER
WAS
A
SEXIST
PIG
!
Rachel
pulled
the
door
open
quickly
;
Ellie
was
now
moaning
and
holding
her
stomach
.
She
retched
twice
,
but
there
was
no
vomiting
;
they
were
the
dry
heaves
of
total
nervous
exhaustion
.
When
Ellie
told
her
she
felt
a
little
better
,
Rachel
took
her
over
to
the
basins
and
washed
her
daughter
's
face
.
Ellie
was
wretchedly
white
,
and
there
were
circles
under
her
eyes
.
"
Ellie
,
what
is
wrong
?
Ca
n't
you
tell
me
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
what
's
wrong
,
"
she
said
.
"
But
I
knew
something
was
wrong
ever
since
Daddy
told
me
about
the
trip
.
Because
something
was
wrong
with
him
.
"
Louis
,
what
are
you
hiding
?
You
were
hiding
something
.
I
could
see
it
;
even
Ellie
could
see
it
.
